Redtail Rise Rally

She yielded with her posture only to Ancelin, who commanded her heart and was warm and welcome at her side, and to Augur who commanded the pack and was regarded as a sage and worthy leader. When Lilia looked to the others who gathered, it was without the same deference, but with a level, calm gaze. After all, she expected to be announced as Berserkr yet again- and hoped that this time, all would know and accept it. 

It seemed that the Ulfhedinn denied the proposal of having Redd and Relic lead, and Lilia felt a wave of relief. She'd pondered what she might do, if Masquerade's suggestion carried- but it would have been a choice that could have had a great cost. When Augur turned to her, she drew in a breath and braced. She blinked her eyes shut at the gentle nudge to her temple, and when she opened them again, she maintained the posture she'd taken. 

Berserkr, at last. 

She felt as though she was beaming, though her features allowed very little of the delight to show. She could see Ancelin in the corner of her eye and her heart thrummed. In spite of the feeling of being abandoned once again, she could see light in her future, and it made her a bit more hopeful that Wealda would come back. They could keep looking- and with two leaders, the pack would be a little bit more stable. 

But as earlier, Masque spoke up with what was an unwelcome suggestion to Lilia- one that sat particularly poorly with the orphaned girl, who took the suggestion of prioritizing Redtail blood over all others for the sake of the bloodline as a slight. Currently, the bloodline Masque seemed to want to boost consisted of two wolves who wanted nothing to do with leadership, and the one who did want it, only wanted it in order to preserve the sovereignty of her bloodline. 

A bloodline shared by neither the Berserkr nor the Ulfhedinn. Ancelin, too, seemed overlooked, which she did not appreciate.

She listened to Relic, and then to Redd. Her ears turned back slightly, and she shook her head. 

"No." She spoke directly to Masque, who seemed yet too green to take on the role, especially if they wanted it simply to keep the title in her bloodline. She glanced to Augur, thinking of New Snow, but if the snowy Ulfr had no desire to lead, then she felt the pack would be stable enough, with the two of them managing pack affairs.